Re: The Phenomenal Fracas! (GBS2G6): [Round One: Afterparty]
07-15-2010, 07:13 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MrGuy.
Ripper Blackmask leaned back on a pillar holding up an archway and mumbled angrily. "Figures I'd be plucked out of the battle just as it was getting good. Though I s'pose it prevents me from risking a run-in with Jack Ketch." Blackmask, after making sure no one was around, briefly removed the mask to remedy an itchy nose. "On the other hand, now I got a seven-to-one odds o' not making it, which is much worse'n I generally had. Where's that rum fellow who gathered us here get off, anyway, callin' me Adrian? Ain't been called that since '24. Well, guess I better prioritize who I'm gonna be mucking about with."
Blackmask considered the other combatants. The cloth mage seems to have a right rubbish power, but if she's here than it must be gold in the ground. Best stay clear o'her. Then we got the trash bin, which could be... anything, it seems. And the lizard is probably going to get me in the Dutchman's grasp if I don't keep 'im forrard at all times... oh, scupper this. I'm in his grasp as it is.
Blackmask suddenly realized something. Unless, of course, I make myself more powerful, and fast... abandoned city, eh? Probably a lot of valuables here... Though invisible beneath the perpetual grin always adorning Ripper's titular mask, a second grin was forming, and the pirate quickly ducked inside the building the arch loomed over.
Ripper Blackmask leaned back on a pillar holding up an archway and mumbled angrily. "Figures I'd be plucked out of the battle just as it was getting good. Though I s'pose it prevents me from risking a run-in with Jack Ketch." Blackmask, after making sure no one was around, briefly removed the mask to remedy an itchy nose. "On the other hand, now I got a seven-to-one odds o' not making it, which is much worse'n I generally had. Where's that rum fellow who gathered us here get off, anyway, callin' me Adrian? Ain't been called that since '24. Well, guess I better prioritize who I'm gonna be mucking about with."
Blackmask considered the other combatants. The cloth mage seems to have a right rubbish power, but if she's here than it must be gold in the ground. Best stay clear o'her. Then we got the trash bin, which could be... anything, it seems. And the lizard is probably going to get me in the Dutchman's grasp if I don't keep 'im forrard at all times... oh, scupper this. I'm in his grasp as it is.
Blackmask suddenly realized something. Unless, of course, I make myself more powerful, and fast... abandoned city, eh? Probably a lot of valuables here... Though invisible beneath the perpetual grin always adorning Ripper's titular mask, a second grin was forming, and the pirate quickly ducked inside the building the arch loomed over.